Chapter 80 The Hospital Was In Chaos Yesterday

"It's me. You need to eat something," Gabriel said. But he was met with silence. Gabriel knew Emily was in there. He could even picture her curled up on the bed, wrapped tight in the covers like a wounded hedgehog that wouldn't let anyone near itself. But the worst thing was that he was the one who had hurt her most. Gabriel gently set the tray on the rug by the door. "I'll leave it here. It won't taste good once it's cold." Then, he stayed there with his shoulders against the wall, listening to the hush of the hallway. Minutes stretched into an hour. Soon, the daylight faded to a dull gold, the food cooled, but the door still remained shut. After that, Gabriel cooked again and carried up a fresh tray to the door. Still, Emily didn't respond. The same thing happened on the second day, and again on the third. By then, the atmosphere in the villa had gotten so stifling that it felt impossible to breathe in it. On the fourth morning, as Gabriel started up the stairs with anothe